Deadly Despair (Dangan Ronpa Wattpad)

Chapter 17

Jacky's POV

I awoke to silence, which was normal. However, there was no knock at my door.

Wait. There's footsteps.

One knock.

"Jacky! Come quick, Lolita is dead!" That was Adam.

"Please!" Chris added. I groaned and got up, opening the door.

"Alright, let's go investigate this crime scene..." I huffed.

As we walked, Chris spoke. "Adam found her, and I joined him. Two people need to find the body other than the murderer to trigger the body alarm, which means it was either me or Adam. I'm leaving it for you to decide."

We arrived at the scene and I took a look at everything. Um... silver. Lolita's body had silver hairs scattered over it. She looked horribly mangled. I looked up, noting it was the same shade as Adam's hair. Simple.

Charbrine appeared. "So, whodunit?"

"Adam. It's simple, his hair is everywhere." I stated. Adam merely smirked, and took off his sunglasses. His eyes changed from grim silver to panicked gold, and his body shook slightly.

"He shouldn't have done it!" Sky breathed, terror in his voice. "I tried to stop him, please! You can't kill him! You can't kill me!" Charbrine grinned, and Sky was thrown into the air.

"Let's see if personality can be split from body." She giggled, Sky's body stretching. It was as if he was being torn in half. Blood dripped down on us, and I gagged. Bones cracked, and then Sky's body was smashed in midair. Charbrine giggled some more before she and the body disappeared.

"God..." I whispered.

~time skip~

3rd POV

Chris and Jacky had been avoiding each other since the execution. Of course, she had to run into him in the Dining Hall, and he stopped her.

"So." She looked him in the eye. "You're the mastermind?"

"...you could say that." Chris shrugged. "I owned the mansion before this, no murder though."

"Huh... no murder, you say? You think we'll make it to the end together?" She asked, rubbing the pocketknife behind her back.

"I hope so." He grinned. "We should-" the rest of his words were cut off by the stream of blood now coming from his cheek.

"I'm sorry, Chris... I'm so sorry..." Jacky apologized sadly, looking into his eyes. Then she lifted the already bloody knife and rammed it into his chest, pulling it out and slashing and stabbing. She slit his throat, letting the blood fall into her hands. She took a fork from the table and stabbed it into his face, mutilating it as much as she could. When she was done with that, she kicked his body onto the extra wood from a broken chair, impaling him on some nails.

She looked down at the Super Level Cook with cracked glasses and a crooked grin, dropping the pocketknife. "I'm not sorry."

Fin.